Helping with Adventurer Party Management

Episode 591: The Man Who Doesn't Reflect

"Well. Like Martin."

Make sure Sarah and the kids went across the door, then turn around.

"In the meantime, are you not going to quit your current business? I don't think we can have a very good life where those kids are. You'll get out of business from a smart guy. As for business, it should be pretty painful. Didn't I?"

If you look at the outfit of this former adventurer man, you'll see.

I don't think I have a very good life because my hair and mustaches aren't being taken care of or because of my clothes.

The amount that can be collected from the number of children in the range that can be managed by this man is known.

"That's what the big guy who's been successful in business says differently. Bitches and copper coins are gold, right?"

"Besides, a small amount of money disappears into booze"

Whatever Martin had to say, pointing out the facts made the man's face red.

"I don't know what else to do, it hurts, my leg"

I have heard that some athletes suffer from withdrawal symptoms after retirement because they are athletes and have been using pain medication too often.

The drugs are not readily available in this world, so while drinking to mislead the injury, the drinking habit may have stopped falling out.

"Don't you have any money left? Go back to your hometown and buy a field or something."

"I drank too much, that stuff!

I guess so. If I had lived like this for a few years after I retired, some storage would have disappeared into booze.

The members of the Sword Tooth Corps have been looking at me as a flicker since earlier.

Speak up, I'll do it whenever you want, that's the face waiting for the signal.

In fact, I guess I'm not surprised why I'm talking to Gudagda.

I just didn't feel like unilaterally convicting Martin, as far as I'm concerned.

This man, in a way, is also who I am, who didn't do well.

It's the same where I couldn't make it as an adventurer and inevitably got my hands on the city's underground commerce.

It's just that I have knowledge and experience in the original world, and I happen to have luck.

I am proud to say that I have continued my work to increase the earnings of adventurers.

Meanwhile, this man is only imitating the surface of my business, about to collapse.

In a way, you're making the same mistake as the Alliance Bald.

"I wish you'd thought about the kids a little more and done business with them."

As an intermediary fee, I might have forgiven you if you had 20% or 30%.

But if you cling to the ignorance and powerlessness of your opponent to 50%, 60%, and sometimes 70%, the survival of that business is social evil.

From my sight, I'm not going to let my runaway adventurer do business of that kind.

Inquire in eyes with Martin, who is unfaithful and sideways.

"What are you going to do now? I'll tell you what, I won't allow you to continue with your current business. The core of the slime will be bought directly by the company (of which) in the future. I won't even allow you to set up a surrogate and collect them. Have it hurt if it is discovered. Quite a pain in the eye. You know what I'm saying?

"Oh. I know you're a big shot. As much as I can barf back."

Martin throws up.

As long as I'm being pushed this far, I have good courage.

"You have no choice. Hey."

When I sighed and signaled, as I could not wait, the men of the Sword Fang regiment glowed the blade in their hands with girallies.

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"So?"

Back in the office, Sarah strangled me with her hands on her hips.

"I don't want to show the kids a cruel scene, I know that. But..."

Point behind my back and say.

"Go away, I brought that man!

At the end of his gaze was the figure of a former adventurer man who was held by members by both sides, made a beautiful blue mole around his eyes, and was brutally shaved up his chin beard and head.